Monday, August 13, 2007
I always miss out on the cute things at Frecklewonder because I never get to the shop on time to buy my favorites. But this time I remembered! And I got this cute shirt. I like it because it ties in with my newfound fascination with the 70s. The colors are nice. I hope it fits!
I think half the reason I want to buy things from this shop is because of her freckles.
I love my hair. I'm sorry that's vain.
This is what SLR can do for your food photography.
Dan and I went to The Apartment and I bought a couple of awesome old photos and a postcard. This one is a postcard from 1910, and Dan caught it in the focus here (Justin is reading it).
On our walk home to our place, the shadows were perfect.
Thursday, August 09, 2007
I saw it with Belton, one of my two friends who I go to all (bad) romantic comedies/movies with, like, for example, The Wedding Date and Raising Helen. And we went in hopeful but not totally confident. But I quite liked it. I didn't treat it like a close biography or anything - I thought of it as a Jane Austen movie/book that I'd never seen/read before. It was pretty clever and there were a couple of good dance scenes and good characters who were all like shades of Jane Austen characters in books and James McAvoy is kind of hot in this although he reminds me of Rachel's boyfriend which is... odd. But like Daniel Craig he has the bluest freaking eyes I've ever seen, except they are less sky blue and more this sort of dazzling periwinkle. Also, Sarah and I almost died in the last 3 minutes of the movie thanks to a minor revelation/surprise moment.
Recommended. Really. And now I need to go back and research Jane Austen's life to find out what really happened.
Monday, August 06, 2007
-Rugs. I need a rug for my room, and we probably need one for the living room as well. These are (currently) the candidates for my room, but I haven't explored very much: Moroccan window rug (I have wanted this one in orange for a while, but they are out of orange - I'd get brown), honeycomb rug (I am apparently on a bee/honey curiosity kick), or Ikea orangey rug which kind of looks like a cross between mushrooms and a brain.
-Curtains. I have these filmy curtains on my front window that came with the apartment. I need to replace them, since they are somewhat transparent and people can probably see me changing. They are also ugly. I think I'm going to replace them with these pretty bird curtains I had in my room growing up, from Urban Outfitters. But that throws my decorations into a tizzy, since the bird curtains are very bright and multicolored and my bed right now is this increasingly annoying Laura Ashley white with red-and-blue tiny flowers printed on it. With some brown and gold tints here and there. Plus with these curtains it's hard to get that orange rug I want.
-Lampshades. I have this sweet (as in, rad) owl lamp and no shade for it. I want this one from Anthropologie, but it's, um, $100.
-Plants. For my front yard. I want some grasses, but I also want some flowers, and I need only plants that can go in planters.
-The 70s. I just watched the movie "Diggers" - it's really very good - and was incredibly inspired by the fashion. It's sort of mid-later-70s working class slash 70s collegiate/Love Story, if you really want me to paraphrase Lucky magazine style. Lauren Ambrose has these great outfits. And Maura Tierney has my haircut, only she rocks it slightly differently (and also I'm in sore need of another one). That movie, combined with my purging of magazines from my household (which involves me going through old Lucky magazines bookmarking pages to tear out, so that I can use them as inspiration for a) shopping for new clothes in the aesthetic i want and b) combining old clothes to create the aesthetic I want), is really making me think seriously about my clothing. I'm tired of only wearing jeans, flats and tshirts/sweaters/cardigans. It gets really predictable. I really want this particular dress from J. Crew (second row, far right, the plaid "Bridget" shirtdress). I might really buy it. (Also PS, I love Paul Rudd in Diggers.)
-Tea tins. I have TONS of tea and it's all in boxes and currently since our kitchen is tiny, tiny, tiny all the tea is in a paper bag in my room. I want to get vintage tea tins and put the teas in those so it becomes decorative.
-A new wallet, and a new purse. I want a worn brown leathery purse, a kind of golden light brown (see: the 70s), with some nice strappies. And I really need to replace my wallet. I got it for $5 in the Fashion District in LA and it's fake Gucci and getting torn and really not cute.
-Movies. I'm falling behind! There are so many I want to see and so little time. And I feel sort of lame staying in every night in my new city to watch Netflix. Justifiably lame.
-Honesty. I have been driving and traveling a lot recently since I now have a much longer commute and I've been thinking about just owning up and being totally straight with everyone on this blog. Meaning, not write it so much like a public service announcement and more like a journal. I'm not sure I have the time to do that though. It usually takes a lot of energy to parse my emotions into functional, readable, meaningful sentences for public consumption.
Thursday, August 02, 2007
In northeastern Texas, advocates of abstinence education vow to fight for their mission because to them, it is not just a matter of sexuality or even public health. Getting a teenager to the other side of high school without viruses or babies is a bonus, but not the real goal. They see casual sex as toxic to future marriage, family and even, in an oblique way, opposition to abortion.
“You have to look at why sex was created,” Eric Love, the director of the East Texas Abstinence Program, which runs Virginity Rules, said one day, the sounds of Christian contemporary music humming faintly in his Longview office. “Sex was designed to bond two people together.”
To make the point, Mr. Love grabbed a tape dispenser and snapped off two fresh pieces. He slapped them to his filing cabinet and the floor; they trapped dirt, lint, a small metal bolt. “Now when it comes time for them to get married, the marriage pulls apart so easily,” he said, trying to unite the grimy strips. “Why? Because they gave the stickiness away.”
Is that so?